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Noon Day
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Contained organism confirmed to be, uh, uhhh, I don't, uhhh... I don't recognise it.
I'm going to resign from personnel management. It feels like every decision I've made so far has lead to the most dysfunctional inner circle and defense force I've ever seen. Uli can do it--
Quiet for a second! Vomukha, what was in the pod?
Well, parts of it look like what I think is the kiter neno fi species, but I've not seen a morphology like this one before. It's like it's half-criai. I'm trying to scan it for more details...
*whistle click click whistle whine squeak*
*squeak click screeeech beep click scrape whistle*
Is it trying to communicate??
"Nothing? Alright, let's try local language candidate 001. Fleshweaver Foamblood 443 of Shadow Fleet tendril 6023 expeditionary group Leu-CAGATA-9, asserting appropriate hierarchical dominance under Kiter Empire concordance protocol 206 section 7 subsection-- oh who am I kidding, this is some backwater installation in nowhere space. And from the lack of any standard ident signals, either top secret or primitive. And automated, from the looks of things. Well well well well."
"Let's see now... Oh. Oh, I appear to be... hahaha... I appear to be detained! Oh no! Hahaha!"
"Hahaha, how simple this all is. Is this glass actual glass? Oh, it isss. Mlep-- Sure tastes like it, too. Oh that's adorable. There's at least eight different ways I could get through this and two of those are just with my body alone. Yes, this is a threat, whoever ends up reviewing this log. You are keeping logs, I hope. I'm not talking to myself for my benefit."
"Uh, uh, hi?"
"Oh! Talking servitors! What strange, fanciful frivolties. Hello, servitor! Do you have a name?"
"...Specimen appears in good health and, uh, humour, apparently..."
"Ah, what a shame, it doesn't seem to have the capacity to understand my words. Hahaha! Gravity repulsion, and yet such simplistic artificial intelligences, what an intriguing combination of technologies."
"I can understand you fine, I am, um, just, trying to take some notes..."
"Oh. Oh, you think you're studying me. ...Ahahahahahaha! You can try! What a wonderfully innocent machine mind! This is such a rare treat. I haven't felt this amused in so long! I was worried, little machine, deeply worried about what fate could fall me, far beyond the murky veil of prediction, but this is delightful. Servitor, tell me, tell me everything your study reveals, I'm so curious to know."
"I, uh, don't think that's, um, a good idea..."
"Oh, that's so cute! Keep your little mysteries, little servitor! Here, let me stand in the middle of your silly tube contraption so you can get a better reading. With your crude instruments you'll barely scratch the surface of my body's intrinsic complexity, but, oh well! Okay, that should be the last pod tube removed from my body, might as well just eat it, I am starving."
Vomukha, you have no idea how severely you've endangered the entire colony.
I disagree. Vomukha transferring the pod to a secured environment was perhaps the best possible outcome we could have expected for its sudden activation.
Flock-Chief, with all respect, it's inside the colony now!!
In the best possible place an external threat could be housed. Shivoshi, you have my permission.
Yes, Flock-Chief. Vomukha, get out of the laboratory. Munopa, blow the laboratory.
Wait! I've heard stories about the resiliency of kiter, I just think that'd make her mad rather than do much else. I didn't have that much explosive on me, it's mostly for excavation so I used less so we wouldn't blow up the entire room, or the entire damn colony! I was just expecting hostile native fauna! Not this!
If I remember correctly, this strain of kiter is also able to anticipate and predict the actions of the enemy with startling precision. Permission withdrawn, Shivoshi. Vomukha, keep reporting.
You're going to risk the entire colony??
The enemy is overconfident. New weaknesses may reveal themselves very soon.
"I'm being called away. Please, um, don't, uh, break anything??"
"More errands to run for the little servitor! Have fun! I'll be right here. Glass. Ahahahaha. Don't keep me waiting too long! Please, by all means, send me one of your masters. I'd love to find out what kind of genius sophonts had the foresight to keep me contained and yet the arrogance to think a glass tube would somehow be effective. I'm so fascinated by this technological mishmash, there has to be a story to it. Actually, do keep me waiting! I want to get a closer look at this place. Don't worry your adorable little circuits over me, though, I will stay here for now and play your little game. Hahaha!"
"Oh, actually, I do have a request, if you'll humour me. This place is intriguing. If you build special quarters for me, I might feel inclined to help out! I'm not doing much else at the moment, and I don't particularly feel all too keen on reuniting with Shadow Fleet. It's a long story, little robot. I've taken the liberty of giving you the blueprints for a room I think your primitive makers should be able to fulfil without taxing their simple brains too hard."
“Or you can leave me in here, and, well. It might get boring. I don’t particularly like being bored, you understand. I might take it upon myself to see who’s in charge around here and file a complaint in person. It could lead to quite the shakeup in leadership! Ahahahaha. ...Yes, that is a threat to conquer this drab, dilapidated hovel of a base of operations. I feel it key to clarify this, I don't know how sharp your masters are. They think they can keep a kiter neno fi in literal glass, my expectations are not high."
"Oh! Bring back cleansing solvent, you'll have some broken glass to deal with later. Bye!”
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